Wei Nuan and Meng Liao have only been together for two days, and they are already friends as if they were friends forever. It's as good as anything. All the previous conflicts have disappeared, and no matter how they look at each other, they don't find it annoying.
"Meng Liao, how do you take care of yourself? How can you be so smooth and comfortable to touch?" Wei Nuan couldn't help but touch Meng Liao two more times. Although Meng Liao liked to hear Wei Nuan praise herself, Wei Nuan couldn't help it.
He felt goosebumps all over his body, "Don't you think it's weird that two grown men are touching each other on the street?"
He felt it necessary to point this out.
"What does it matter? Do you mind? Anyway, I don't mind." Wei Nuan wanted to reach out and pinch Meng Liao, but Meng Liao stared back.
"I don't mind, but someone might."
Meng Liao curled her lips. If Feng Qinghan knew that his little wife touched a man randomly and touched him so skillfully, he would probably be furious. But it's okay. It's better to let the guy get angry, so as not to keep looking the same all the time.
The calm look on her face was just to make him angry.
"Does anyone mind? Who?" Wei Nuan was a little unable to react.
"Of course it's the person you...like in the future." Meng Liao paused and looked at Wei Nuan with some evil intentions.
Wei Nuan couldn't help laughing, "What's the big deal? When I touch you and pinch you, it's like kneading a ball of dough." As soon as these words came out, Meng Liao had a black line on his face, but the wind not far away
Qing Han had a smile on his face.
He liked this answer.
"You are the dough, no, you are so thin, you are just meat and bones at most!" Meng Liao turned red with anger, and actually compared him to the dough. He was obviously much prettier and more useful than the dough.
"Meat bones are much more delicious than dough, they taste like meat." Wei Nuan clicked his tongue twice.
Feng Qinghan walked to them feeling helpless, "When you two are good, you are better than anyone else, and when you dislike each other, you dislike each other more than anyone else."
Meng Liao pouted, "Whoever is friendly with her actually calls me dough, Ye Fei, I won't be friendly with you!"
Only Meng Liao could say such childish words, "Childish! If you don't get along with me, I want to get along with you!"
"Is there anyone as rogue as you?" Meng Liao was speechless.
"Why do I think you are more rogue than me?"
Feng Qinghan was very interested in the two of them having no nutritious dialogue. The happiest thing about them getting along well was Feng Qinghan. Both of them were very important to him and he didn't want them to get along well.
They hate each other, and he knows very well that there will never be any love between men and women.
"By the way, Meng Liao, aren't you a miracle doctor? Can you cure Feng Qinghan's eyes?" Wei Nuan suddenly lowered his voice and asked, very cautiously, as if he was afraid of being overheard by others.
Meng Liao and Feng Qinghan were both startled, neither of them expected Wei Nuan to ask this question.
"I'm not happy if anyone wants to heal his eyes!" Meng Liao pouted.
"Do you care whether my eyes can see?" Feng Qinghan said, her voice low but a little ethereal.
Wei Nuan was stunned for a moment, and then replied solemnly, "I don't care, why can't you see it if you can see it? And I think your eyes will definitely be beautiful. We can't give up any hope, right? I think you also hope to see it.
Right."
Feng Qinghan, I don't care if you can see it or not. Even if you can't see it for the rest of your life, I don't care. However, if there is a chance to restore your sight, I will try my best to seize this opportunity.
Just because I really want to see your eyes and see the brilliance blooming from your eyes.